Rogue Target by Mark Sennen

Author:Mark Sennen
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Canelo
Published: 2020-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

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It had been five days since the early-morning plane crash and Holm’s late-night encounter with Taher. Since then he’d barely slept and had drunk way too much caffeine. He realised the two things were related, but if he stopped the caffeine he’d fall asleep, and if he slept he feared he’d wake to more awful news.

At least he and Javed now had extra help and every now and then someone came into his office and he assigned them tasks. Track a suspect. Set up intercepts. Gather footage from CCTV. Collate number plate data and cross-reference. Examine bank accounts. The list of tasks seemed endless.

‘Straws though, aren’t they?’ Javed said. ‘As in we’re clutching at them.’

‘Yes,’ Holm said.

‘And we’re running out of time. We’re in Taher’s hands now.’

Or, Holm thought, Weiss’s hands.

Holm didn’t get on with Simeon Weiss so he’d been surprised when the day following the incident with Taher the man had slipped into his office bearing two cups of coffee and some donuts.

‘Be wary of people bearing gifts,’ Weiss said.

‘Sorry?’ Holm looked up from his screen.

‘Sometimes all is not what it seems.’ Weiss put the coffees and donuts down. Pushed a coffee cup across the desk towards Holm. ‘But if you want to believe it is easy to do so.’

‘Simeon, I’m too tired for your games. Is there something you want?’

‘Want, no. Tell, yes.’ Weiss pulled over a nearby chair and sat. ‘I’ve heard all about your meeting with Taher, about his demands, about how he wants Rebecca da Silva involved in some kind of hit.’

‘Huxtable told you?’

‘Yes. I’ve worked with Silva recently. We’re close. I think she could be persuaded.’

‘To do what?’

‘To take part in Operation Trojan.’

Holm shook his head. He reached for the coffee and took a sip. The caffeine hit made little difference.

‘And what exactly is Operation Trojan?’ he asked.

Weiss had smiled and explained, and the more Holm had listened the more he’d thought the idea was the most utterly batshit scheme he’d ever come across.

‘Boss?’ Javed asked. ‘I said have we got anything more on Henson?’

‘No,’ Holm said, snapping back to the present, realising he needed to focus. ‘And that’s the part of this puzzle I can’t understand. Henson’s been storing the missiles, plus some chemicals, in a lock-up garage for Taher. It doesn’t make sense. The two of them should be sworn enemies, not best buddies.’

‘Perhaps he didn’t know about the missiles.’

‘But the chemicals were his. Shaz said they were at the house on Bernard Street until he moved them. Then there’s the hit on Tallin Saabiq. It can’t be a coincidence. They must be working together.’

‘But what rationale would either of them have to do that?’

‘I don’t know. We need to go back and examine the Henson material again. All of it. And I want fresh eyes.’

‘You don’t trust me to do it?’

‘I don’t trust either of us. We’re too deep in this. We can’t see the wood for the trees, know what I mean?’

Within an hour Javed had assembled a team to analyse the documentary evidence.

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